Rule of Five

The Rule of Five. Haven't you heard of it? Oh wait... you haven't? Maybe that's because my son, Jacob, made it up. But lately, Jacob insists on doing everything five times. Today, I gave him five piggy back rides. I jumped with him on my back five times. Grandad lifted and swung him five times. He asked me for five goodnight hugs, followed by five goodnight kisses. Clearly, five is his favorite number. And ever since he turned 3 (nearly 6 months ago) he has always answered, "Jacob, how old are you?" with a very emphatic "FIVE!" Thankfully, just within the past couple weeks, he learned to answer with his correct age... but that sure hasn't stopped his Rule of Five. That's okay, I will take all the hugs and kisses I can before my little boy grows up and the refrain becomes, "Aww, mom, do I have to?"